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*not realted to prompt*


“Can you pass the salt?” Michella asked through gritted teeth.

“Fine.” Eric replied and shoved the salt bottle over harder than he needed to.

They ate in silence, the restaurant around them bubbling with conversation and clanging for forks on plates. Hundreds of couples smiled and laughed while sharing steaks and salads brought over by polite waiters. All except Eric and Michella.  

Michella shook the salt onto her quinoa tabbouleh and angrily stabbed at it with her spoon. Her face was as red as the rouge lipstick lathered on earlier and steam seemed to be shooting out of her ears. Compressed anger was never a look she could pull off. 

Eric stared out the window of their usual booth as cars and buses zoomed through the downtown Toronto skyline. He didn’t touch the skillet steak in front of him, too preoccupied by the argument raging inside his head. 

“My mother called today,” Michella said after several minutes of silence. 

“Oh, is that so?” Eric wondered in a frustrated tone. Such a Michella Move to ignore the elephant in the room, even when it was repeatedly kicking her in the shin. It was even more of a Michella Move for her to bring up her mother. 

“Yeah, she was going on about the taxes and Justin Truedu's hair and when we’re going to have grandkids.” Michella didn’t look up from her plate as she told him. Another classic Michella Move. Never watching the chaos she creates. 

“Great, that’s what we need,” snapped Eric, slamming his knife and fork on the table. “Your mom nagging us about grandkids.” 

“Well, it’s been six years!” Michella slammed her spoon on the table too. “You can’t blame her for wondering.”

“Fine, but it’s the last thing we should be talking about,” Eric argued. 

“Okay,” Michella took a long sip of her wine, draining the glass. She motioned for a passing waiter to refill and drained it again before turning her attention back to him. “What should we talk about? Maybe how we’re the only couple here that isn’t having a nice time??” 

As if on cue a pop of a champagne bottle and cheers came over from the other side of the restaurant. A young man was on one knee in front of a smiling woman, clearly proposing. The woman jumped up and down and slipped the ring onto her finger. They started hugging and kissing and a loud round of applause rang through the room. 

Eric turned his focus back to his food, poking his steak half-heartedly. He remembered when that was him. A chessy, lovesick, hopeless romantic who thought he found the one. 

Now everyone was wondering what happened to the “perfect couple.” Where are the love notes? Roses? Little chocolate hearts? Smiles and laughter? Secret kisses in crowded rooms? 

Eric didn’t know. 

“They look so . . . in love.” Michella commented as everyone swarmed around the newly engaged. 

 “Yeah, they do.” 

 “We should be like them.” 

 Eric glanced up at her, perplexed. “What?” 

 “I guess that's what we get, for coming here on today of all days.” 

Her large grey eyes stared at the love birds around them, their smiles radiating happiness only brought by finding the missing piece in their lives. 

“Valentine’s day?” Eric asked. “Yeah, but it’s not like we had a choice. It’s our anniversary. And this is our favourite spot.” 

Michella's eyes rolled so hard Eric thought he was talking to his younger sister, Isabelle, again.“So, this is your fault.” 

 “Excuse me?” 

 “If you hadn’t been a totally cheesy and pushed for the wedding on Valentine’s Day, we could’ve avoided all this stupid lovey-dovey crap!” 

Eric was stunned. He had never seen Michella act this way. “I thought you liked having it on Valentine’s Day!” 

“I never ever said that!” Michella said, throwing her hands in the air. Behind her someone climbed onto a chair and made a toast to a couple standing beside them. More cheers rang through the air and with every “Woo hoo” Eric’s stomach sank lower and lower, until it felt like it was in his feet. 

 “You should’ve,” He snapped back. “When we could’ve actually done something about it.” 

“I was just happy that I was marrying you!” 

“What, so you're not happy being now?” 

As soon as the words left his mouth Eric regretted it. The deep dark part of his heart had been wondering for months, but he hadn’t acknowledged it.

It was one of those times where his brain lets his heart take the wheel. Pure truthful thoughts and feelings taking shape as words and heading off into the world, not caring how many masterpieces they tore or palaces they collapsed. Even if they were ones that took years of sacrifices and hardships to create. 

The corners of Michella’s eyes started to fill with water. A few droplets escaped and slid down her face, leaving a trail of mascara. “I . . . I don’t know.” 

Eric tore a hand through his wild locks. “How do you not know? We should be in love and happy like everyone else!” He said louder than he should have. Some heads glanced their way but turned right back to their conversations. 

“Well sorry for not knowing what to think!” Michella shouted. “We can’t know everything like you!” 

Now everyone was staring at them. Eric didn’t notice, though. Michella and him seemed to be surrounded by their own walls, the rest of the world blocked out. It was him and her, pointing their weapons at each other's hearts, ready to fight for their lives. Only one could come out as the winner. 

“Like you're so perfect!” He shouted back. “You can’t commit to anything, even our marriage!” 

Around and around, they went, taking jabs and blows at the other's pride, slashing at old wounds that they helped each other heal. Pasts were brought up and choices ridiculed. Fingers pointed and blame was thrown wildly. 

The restaurant was silent as they watched the vicious battle. No one dared to intervene, not wanting to be the victim of the next stab. 

After what felt like forever, Eric and Michella stopped, breathless, finally running out of insults and accusations to hurl. They glared daggers as they sunk back into their chairs, silent, not yet grasping the truth of their battle and what needed to come next. 

By the time dessert came around and was set in front of them, they had both come to the inedible. 

“We . . . we aren’t happy anymore” Michella finally voiced. “We aren’t the same, are we?” She softly whispered the sentences, trying to ease the weight and volume, but they still fell like heavy stones in Eric’s heart.     

Eric looked down at his raspberry cheesecake in defeat. “Yeah, we aren’t.” 

A suffocating silence followed. 

“I - I really did love you,” Eric choked. “That-that wasn’t fake. It was all worth it. All of it.” 

Michella swallowed and tears raced down her cheeks, seeing who could reach the bottom of her chin first. She tried to wipe them away with the sleeve of her dress, but they kept coming. “I know, I know.” 

“So, this is it, I guess” A drop of water hit the tablecloth. Eric hadn’t realised he was crying, too. 

“Yeah, it is.” 

Eric let out a deep breath. A deep ache began to form in his chest. It was the type of achee you got when everything that was cracking finally crumbles. You’re then left choking on dust in the debris, standing in the aftermath of something once so beautiful and precious, not sure if you should hold on to the fallen pieces. 

The waiter came back and gave them the check and took their plates. Eric paid. Him and Michella put their coats on and made their way to the door. 

As they walked out into the cool Toronto evening air, Eric glanced back over his shoulder at they’re once usual booth where his and Michella’s past self sat, laughing, and talking. He smiled at the memories, but then frowned. 

This was the end. 

The real end.

No going back from that. 

He hesitated in the doorway, tempted to run back and stay in the ruins and hold on forever to those memories. But like Notre Dame, sometimes things were meant to fall. Even if they tried to fix it and rebuild, it would never be the same.   

Eric sighed and followed Michella out the door, stepping into the cold Toronto air, and they walked down the block, to the subway. 





July 19, 2021 07:17

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Maraika!!! 😎
18:11 Jul 19, 2021

Hey people! It's been a while since I wrote anything. Had sort of semi-writers block. But now I'm back in the game! I have a really weird idea for this weeks prompt, so lets see how that turns out. Okay time for Maraika's Corner! !. This is one of my shortist stories. Usually my stories go over 3000 words, but not this time. It's short and (not) sweet. @. It's an okay story - not my best but not my worst. It was medicore. #. It took me WAY longer than it should of to write this. Well that was boring. Anyway what ever. I need to g...

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06:27 Sep 13, 2021

For that fear thing, I couldn't find any name for it but found this: https://www.quora.com/Im-afraid-to-speak-because-Im-always-ignored-How-do-I-stop-being-afraid-of-being-ignored

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Maraika!!! 😎
04:55 Sep 16, 2021

Its not quite what i was looking for, but thanks for the suggestion! What I was thinking was the situation is where you have something so important to say, like in a movie when nobody will listen to the MC who has news that the world is going to blow up or something, and nobody takes it seriously or just waves it off. I'm wondering if thats a fear and if it has a label or term for it.

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06:00 Sep 16, 2021

Oh well! Anyway, could you give Ash and I some feedback on our collab? We would appreciate it :)

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Maraika!!! 😎
18:28 Sep 16, 2021

Oh yeah totally I'll read it once im done school. It looks really cool! :)

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nice, i loved this story! keep up the good work ^^

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Maraika!!! 😎
15:25 Sep 12, 2021

Thank you!!!!

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02:06 Sep 09, 2021

Hey Maraika! Haven't heard from you in a while, how ya been?

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Maraika!!! 😎
16:54 Sep 10, 2021

I've been doing pretty good! I just came back from a bike camping trip yesterday that was really fun. It was tiring, but worth it. How are you?

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21:14 Sep 10, 2021

That sounds really fun! Bored, mostly. Still in lockdown but cases are dropping so it's good :)

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Maraika!!! 😎
02:10 Sep 11, 2021

Oh yeah your in New Zeland! I've been hearing that they do it where if they get a couple of cases they close down right away. That sucks that it's so boring

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05:35 Sep 11, 2021

Yeah :)

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Maraika!!! 😎
16:14 Sep 11, 2021

Any recent stories you want me to read?

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04:57 Aug 24, 2021

What's Jen from reedsy's email?

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Maraika!!! 😎
05:59 Aug 24, 2021

laura@support.reedsy.com Try emailing this.

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07:11 Aug 24, 2021

k, thanks!

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Ashlynn S
05:39 Aug 07, 2021

This is one of my most favorite stories of yours! It made me tear up a bit. Loved it so much! I was also going to name one of my characters 'Eric' that's when I saw came across your story. The odds of my next story gonna angsty is 8 out of 10, cause I'm right now feeling pretty sad. I want to talk to you about it, but at the same time, I don't want to, cause this is a public website, and...you get what I mean. Sorry for bothering you with my life and problems. Trying to cheer up listening to Mabel's "Don't Call Me Up" and all my fav songs....

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Maraika!!! 😎
23:17 Aug 07, 2021

Hi Ash! Thanks for the feedback! You can still name your character Eric if you want. I don't own the rights or anything to the name you I won't sue you ;) Ooo I love a good angsty story! Lots of feels. I'm so so so sorry that you're upset. If you want, we can chat on the collab project or another google docs document. Don't worry about bothering me with your life and problems. I'm your friend. Aren't you suppose to tell your friends when your upset? I'm not very good at advice and listening and stuff, but if you need someone to vent to, ...

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Ashlynn S
09:00 Aug 18, 2021

Hey, I'm back!! Finally, my terminal exams ended!! YAY!! The exams were pretty easy and I'm sure that I'm gonna ace in all subjects (except Math. I guess we don't get together well; me and math. lol) I'm currently on my 6-day term break. (Normally, we get 10 days.) Now, I'm alright. It was just that at that time my friend kind of made me feel hurt and kinda broke my heart. plus, I guess I was having mood swings and exams were also coming. So, when all that came together, I was completely overwhelmed. My friend and I are good now and she a...

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Maraika!!! 😎
05:53 Aug 22, 2021

Hey, glad you're back! Good job on your exams! I'm sure you did awesome. Glad they weren't too TOO hard. Lol I feel like math doesn't go great with anyone sometimes, even those who are good at it. I skipped a grade in math and then I did grade eight math and it was like "WOW WHY IS MATH SO COMPLICATED?????????" But this year I'm going to watch videos and stuff so I really understand the content. :) Wow your week sounded super rough. That's a lot of things to deal with at once. So sorry about that. I'm happy you where able to work things o...

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Ashlynn S
16:53 Aug 26, 2021

Thank you again!! Love you lots!! Lol, ooh, your brother seems cool. Is he the same brother who keeps saying 'dope' all the time? 😂

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Maraika!!! 😎
05:40 Aug 27, 2021

no I think this was my other brother (His twin) lol

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01:39 Aug 12, 2021

MARAIKA! Oh my god. Thank you so much for putting me in your bio! I copied the link into my omni box and it came up with my story :) Thank you sooooooo much <3 And I saw this meme the other day Keefe: *Sneezes* Grady: Bless You Keefe: What? Grady: I said bless you Keefe: Really?! SOPHIE! IT'S HAPPENED! WE HAVE GRADY'S PERMISSION TO HAVE KIDS AND GET MARRIED! Grady: What....?! No, that's not what I meant! *Keefe and Sophie run off together*

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Maraika!!! 😎
06:42 Aug 12, 2021

Hahahhahah that would totally be how it would happen I wonder how elven weddings work? They must be very diffrent than humans 🤔 And of course!!! That story was seriously one of the best stories I read on Reedsy. I'm not joking. It was amazing.

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20:01 Aug 12, 2021

I don't know actually....might do some research on that....

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Maraika!!! 😎
20:53 Aug 12, 2021

I don't think she's ever said anything about it, but I hope she does

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22:36 Aug 12, 2021

Yeah

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05:54 Jul 20, 2021

Hey Maraika! I loved this story and it was very sad. I hope Eric and Michella will get back together :( I also had-well, still have-semi-writers block. It's so annoying! Great job! That's a wrap 🎬

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Maraika!!! 😎
06:02 Jul 20, 2021

Thanks Sienna! Sadly, Eric and Michella's chapter is closed. Sometimes that's how the world works. You have to change and grow with it, other wise it's going to leave you behind. Look at me. A barely teenage girl writing stories on failed loves. I can be very emo and angsty sometimes. Ooo I <3 your sign off

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06:08 Jul 20, 2021

Awwww :( I came up with it because I love acting :)

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Maraika!!! 😎
06:31 Jul 20, 2021

Oh cool you like acting?

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07:34 Jul 20, 2021

Yes!

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23:56 Aug 05, 2021

What's Summer's age? I knew I was forgetting something XD

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